Compared to Hu Zi, who had let out his emotions without hiding or holding anything back in his excitement and hugged Su Ming as he cried his heart out, to the point that his tears drenched Su Ming's robes, the flower-like second senior brother who had walked down from the lone ship behind Hu Zi had a smile on his face. That smile contained deep joy and gratification.
He looked at Su Ming, ignoring the unfamiliar face, as if he was looking at Su Ming's soul.
"It's good that you're fine. I told you that our youngest junior brother of the ninth summit is a miracle that can grow as quickly as weeds even if he's sent to an even more dangerous place.
"Forget that Divine Essence Star Ocean, even if it's an even more dangerous place, as long as we walk out of the ninth summit, we will definitely be able to survive, and our lives will only get better.
"I have to say, there are times when I envy our Master. His level of cultivation might be average, but when it comes to taking in disciples, there is no one in the universe who can compare to him." Second senior brother smiled faintly and opened the fan in his right hand with a whoosh. He let out a few fake coughs and lifted his head to look at the galaxy, looking as if he was preparing something.
Eldest senior brother was momentarily stunned by it.
"I've only reunited with second senior brother not too long ago. Right now, he no longer changes his personality and goes to play with his plants at night, always feeling as if someone is stealing his herbs. Instead, he has another strange hobby. He … he likes to recite poems …" Hu Zi quickly said and reminded Su Ming and eldest senior brother with a strange expression on his face.
"During such a beautiful time, we brothers and sisters of the ninth summit have reunited. Ah, I suddenly had the urge to recite a poem for all of you from the ninth summit." Second senior brother let out a fake cough and swept his gaze past Su Ming and the others. He waved the fan in his hand a few times, and his eyes lit up.
Hu Zi immediately put on a long face, looking resigned. Eldest senior brother had a bad feeling about this and took a few steps back.
Su Ming stared at second senior brother's demeanor in a daze. He had never heard his second senior brother recite poems before. In fact, he did not even know what poetry was. He was just clueless about it.
"Ah!" While Su Ming was listening to him attentively, second senior brother suddenly shouted. That shout made Hu Zi take a few steps back, and the murderous aura around eldest senior brother appeared swiftly. Clearly, he was stunned.
Su Ming's heart let out a loud thump. The shout was too sudden, and there was even a faint hint of forlornness in it, causing him to almost instinctively spread his divine sense outwards …
"Ah! Ah! Ah! The ninth summit! " Second Senior Brother shook his head with an intoxicated look on his face. His eyes were half-closed, and he looked as if he was immersed in the aftertaste of his poem.
Su Ming was stunned. His eldest senior brother was also clearly stunned. Hu Zi blinked, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
This time, even the beautiful women who had followed Second Senior Brother down from the boat and the beautiful woman who was Second Senior Brother's master before becoming his lover also hesitated for a moment and did not speak immediately.
Su Ming let out a fake cough. He did not want to interrupt his second senior brother's self-indulgence, but he could not help but ask, "Ahem. Second senior brother, what happened after that?"
"Hmm? What then? "That's all. I've finished reciting my poem. Could it be that you didn't sense the charm in my poem? Could it be that you didn't sense the emotions contained in my poem? Could it be that you really didn't see my longing for you and the ninth summit from my poem …?" Second senior brother looked as if he was lonely at the top. He was slightly sentimental, slightly resigned, and a little lonely because it was difficult for him to find someone who understood his poem.
Eldest senior brother fell silent. He instinctively loosened his grip, and the battle axe appeared in his hand.
Hu Zi looked at Su Ming, then at his eldest senior brother. Suddenly, a ferocious smile appeared on his lips, and he clenched his fists.
Su Ming fell silent. He smiled wryly as he looked at his second senior brother, who was still immersed in his poem and looked as if he was asking for a beating. He suddenly felt that he was still the same person who liked to turn his face sideways under the sun and let the sun shine on that side of his face. He thought that this appearance was very sunny, very manly, and could attract the gazes of the opposite sex. At that time, he was much less affected by his self-indulgence.
"That's a good poem! Young master, that's a good poem!"
"That's right. There's a lot of emotions contained in that poem. It's definitely not something ordinary …"
"That's right. This poem should only exist in the heavens, not in the world …"
"This poem …" The women behind second senior brother quickly spoke up, but as they spoke, under Su Ming's strange gaze, the women, including the beautiful woman, could not help but blush, and they found themselves unable to continue speaking.
The area was silent … Yet at that moment, a ray of black light suddenly flew out from Su Ming's storage bag. Once it turned into the bald crane, it stared at second senior brother with a face full of admiration, and with a voice that sounded like that of a drake, it started roaring loudly.
"Good poem. This is definitely a good poem. How many years has it been since I heard a poem filled with such emotions? The first one should be because it sighed because it saw eldest senior brother. The second one should be because it was surprised that it could think of this sort of poem. The third one is clearly a little gloomy, and it should be because it thought that Hu Zi wouldn't understand it. The third one is filled with joy because it saw little boy Su.
"It's especially so for the last four words. Oh ninth summit, it's a masterpiece! This is a masterpiece!" The bald crane shuddered and started roaring in excitement.
When it spoke, the wry smile on Su Ming's face became even stronger. Eldest senior brother slowly lifted his battle axe and rubbed it against his thigh a few times. Only Hu Zi was staring at the bald crane with a dumbfounded expression. There was a contemplative look on his face, as if … as if he was truly mulling over the meaning behind the poem.
Second senior brother shuddered. He turned his body sideways and scrutinized the bald crane. After some time, excitement appeared on his face.
"My soulmate! This is what I call a soulmate! Fellow Daoist, you have great literary talent. You are truly the most talented person I've met in my life besides myself. You … You actually managed to think of the charm and meaning that I haven't thought of before …
"It's rare for me to meet a soulmate in life. This won't do. Today, I'm going to break my rule of reciting at most one poem every day. I'm going to recite another poem to celebrate meeting a soulmate here!" Second senior brother said excitedly. Ever since he learned how to recite poems, he had always thought that it was much better than looking at the side of his face under the sun. That was why his interest grew stronger, and he had indeed never met a worthy opponent. There might not be many people who could understand him, but he was happy to entertain himself. However, he did feel a little regretful in his heart.
Once he heard the bald crane's words, his spirits were lifted. He suddenly felt that his literary talent had increased by leaps and bounds without his knowledge. In his great joy, he quickly began to recite another poem.
"Hu Zi, youngest junior brother, let's help him wake up. It's been years since we last met, and the moment we meet, he's so noisy. Reciting poems? What nonsense is he reciting?!" Eldest senior brother let out a cold harrumph and took a step forward. When second senior brother closed his eyes and immersed himself in the poem after much difficulty, he opened his eyes and was just about to speak when eldest senior brother kicked him.
Hu Zi smiled ferociously and quickly ran over. He lifted his body and took a step forward while explaining himself.
"Second senior brother, you can't blame me for this. I don't want to hit you either, but eldest senior brother has spoken. I-I-I … I can't not listen to him! Recite poems all the way!" Hu Zi rolled up his sleeves, and excitement appeared on his face.
Su Ming blinked. He looked at his second senior brother, who was screaming in pain in eldest senior brother and Hu Zi's hands, and he felt a little tempted. He let out a fake cough and mimicked Hu Zi's words.
"Second senior brother, you really can't blame me for this …" As he spoke, he quickly walked over and kicked him.
"You can't blame me for this, second senior brother. Eldest senior brother asked me to do it. Master isn't here, so I have to listen to eldest senior brother's words."
"Ah … even if you hit me, I'll still recite poems. Ah … baldy, ah … it's been a long time since we last met …" Second senior brother struggled to speak, looking as if he would absolutely not submit.
The bald crane shuddered and quickly took a few steps back. It stared at the four senior brothers in front of it with its skin crawling, and suddenly felt that it was very dangerous for it to come out of Su Ming's storage bag just like that, especially when it heard that second senior brother was still reciting poems. It immediately took a few more steps back, but it still felt that it was impossible for it to deny that it had anything to do with Su Ming by doing this. Hence, it lifted its right claw, and with a swing, it turned into a fan. It quickly ran around Su Ming and the others and fanned them.
"My lords, hit me as much as you want. I'll help you fan away your sweat. Eh? That kick of yours is too sharp. The long arc formed by that kick shook the sky and earth. Ah, eldest grandpa, that was a good punch. That punch stirred up wind, and it's definitely not something ordinary. Ah, this is amazing. Mister Su, that one finger of yours shook the heavens. The grace and rhythm of that one finger is enough for other cultivators to learn for ten thousand years before they can understand the slightest bit of it …"
After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn …
A table appeared on the spot. Su Ming and the other three sat there while the bald crane poured wine for them attentively with a fawning look on its face. Second senior brother's bruised and swollen face made him look like he was about to be disfigured, and it made the bald crane feel uneasy. Once it finished pouring wine, it quickly returned to stand behind Su Ming and turned into a black kitten. It put on an incredibly adorable look to avoid following in second senior brother's footsteps.
"I've become much more clear-headed after being beaten up by all of you. I won't be reciting poems anymore. Youngest junior brother, I'm happy for you that you managed to come out of Divine Essence Star Ocean. Let's drink!" A gentle smile appeared on second senior brother's face. He did not care about his bruised and swollen face at that moment. He picked up his wine cup and took a big gulp.
When he drank, his face squirmed. He lifted his right hand and struck his head. Black smoke immediately rose, and when it disappeared, his face returned to normal. He smiled and looked at Su Ming, Hu Zi, and eldest senior brother. Suddenly, he lifted his left hand and swung it behind him. The beautiful women behind him immediately moved forward. They formed seals and sent their hands forward, turning into rays of white light that gathered above second senior brother's head. They turned into a pillar of light that was similar to sunlight that shone on the side of his face.
Second senior brother lifted his chin and looked at the crowd with a smile on his face.
"What do you think now?"
Eldest senior brother let out a long sigh and patted his pot of wine. Immediately, all the wine in it was drunk. Hu Zi rubbed his eyes and was momentarily stunned. Then, admiration appeared on his face. He admired second senior brother's way of thinking. It was truly a strange thing.
Su Ming laughed. On that day, he laughed more than he had done in the past one thousand something years. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed. A brilliant light shone in his eyes, and he looked towards the east.
Seven thousand words, and one thousand of them will be added to yesterday's.
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